Hope, like the gleaming taper's light, Adorns and cheers our way And still, as darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray.
Hope, like the gleaming taper's light, Adorns and cheers our way And still, as darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray.
To the last moment of his breath, On hope the wretch relies And even the pang preceding death Bids expectation rise.
Hope is such a bait, it covers any hook.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories